Love in new York

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"Wait .... what Flight was he on ?"
"Why? All I know was that it was a British airways flight at 6:30am "
Harriet got her phone out and showed me the latest news article.
"T-that was his flight ?! No no no no t-this can't be real ! W-what if he's ....." Harriet hugged me . This was like the thirds time she's hugged me since she got here because I've been crying . It hasn't been a good day or even few weeks. "Stace calm down . You don't know for certain yet do you . He might be okay"
"B-but what if he isn't ?! Harriet I loved him ! I can't loose him now !" I broke down into her arms

A few hours had gone by and Harriet had gone back home . A few mins later she sent me a link to an article and I started crying again . So I guess that was it then ? He was gone ..... no one on that plane survived ..... I didn't know him for long and already I had lost him . He was one of the people I cared the most about and he had done so much for me whilst I was there . More than I would expect anyone to do for me ever and now I will never see him again . I wiped my tears and tried to stay strong but it wasn't working . It was too much too handle at this point , everything had gone down hill since that trip and I didn't know what to do anymore . I just wanted to give him a massive hug right now  .... but that won't happen again ....

Sorry that it's a short chapter ✨